Novel & Cerita Kill And Kiss

But then she heard a human voice, and she hesitated, trying to listen to him. The voice spoke again, and this time she recognized his words. 'Enemies of humans are humans. We just love them,' he said in his deep voice as he leaned in to kiss her. As he kissed her lips, her body trembled. She felt a scream of pleasure, an explosion of ecstasy, and the world was suddenly filled with light and colors, like a million rainbows. A million colors. She felt a strange sense of recognition from his touch.

I state in a grieve voice, because if this keeps up George will get rid of us all one by one. He nods while gazing into my eyes and then leans down to kiss me. With our lips just a fraction of an inch apart, I feel the tension between us building. Until he breaks the moment by kissing me deeply. At first, it is slow and sweet, but in the end, he goes in for the kill and takes my breath away.

"Claim your Queen." With a low, guttural roar of pure Alpha dominance, Killian spun me around, catching my mouth in a kiss so rough, wet, and possessive it completely stole the air from my lungs, his tongue invading with a heavy, territorial hunger that tasted of absolute victory as his hand ripped through the front fastening of my trousers, claiming the dripping heat of my center while the vanguard marched into the shadow of the Western Rift.

“Kieran, what the fuck!” “You touched him,” Kieran seethes, voice low and dangerous; he speaks like a man who is possessed as his eyes flicker between amber and green, his wolf wanting to come out and rip the head off the person who dared to lay their filthy hands on their man. “You fucking kissed him!” Cassian’s face is almost blue from how tight and hard Kieran is pressing his against his neck. “It was just a kiss. What the hell’s your problem?” Kieran pushes harder instead; his instinct is to kill. “My problem?” he laughs, a dry and dark humorless sound that bounces off the walls. “You put your mouth on something that isn’t yours. He is fucking mine!”

It wasn’t just because of the mate bond, but because of the way Killian’s hands were digging into Mike’s skin and in fact pulling him closer. “I told you I hate you, I don’t want this. “ “And I love you. “Mike kissed him and Killian’s fingers dug into Mike’s shoulders. “No…” Killian protested and Mike whispered in his ear. “Then why are you hard?” “I hate you!” Killian struggled but he wasn’t pushing Mke with all his strength. Then they were kissing. Deep and with so much passion. Raw emotions. It looked more like a fight than lovemaking. Killian tore Mike’s shirt too, digging his fingers in Mike's back as Mike lifted him and they kept struggling.

"You swore you'd give Clara eternal happiness, and because of that promise, I helped you kill your two brothers!" There was a collective gasp from the crowd. Connor's two older brothers had died under mysterious circumstances. For years, their deaths had been called an accident, an unfortunate twist of fate. But now, Harold had shattered that illusion, revealing that Connor had orchestrated their deaths. "Harold, stop making things up!" Connor barked, desperately dodging another strike. The next moment, Harold lunged, his claws a deadly arc targeting Connor's throat. Though he managed to deflect the blow, the force of the attack still cut deep into his shoulder. Blood bloomed across his torn

Vincenzo smirked. It was obvious that one kiss wasn't enough. He leaned forward and grabbed Wade by the collar, smashing his lips against his, devouring his mouth and tongue hungrily. A moan slipped free from Wade's lips. "Fuck you," Wade moaned. "Fuck you back," Vincenzo flipped Wade and pushed him onto the table. "Wait..." Before Wade could protest, lips and sharp teeth found their way to his skin, sending shockwaves of pleasure up his spine. He ran his fingers through Vincenzo's silky strands as Vincenzo kissed his neck all the way to his throat.

"The mountain, the wolves, the humans. The fever broke." Killian looked down at me, his silver eyes completely dilated with a profound, consuming love. He remembered the broken, desperate human doctor he had dragged out of the snow all those years ago. He remembered the exile, the corporate armies, and the agonizing weight of a dying pack. "You wrote the prescription, Elara," Killian replied softly, his hands moving up to cup my face. "You taught a monster how to heal, and you taught a mountain how to breathe." He leaned down and kissed me. It was not the frantic, desperate kiss of a King marching off to war. It was a slow, deep, and unshakeable promise. It was the kiss of a mate who finally

There was no hell of a way I was actually going to lose him. Alpha Killian took my lips in a fierce kiss that instant. My hands tangled around his neck, intertwining my hands with his body that moment. The kiss was highly descriptive. It was like an addictive sensation that took out the life in you. That was how I could describe it because it seemed like he could kiss a fish to life. And, I loved it, because it was just perfect.

“Only one kiss per customer.” The audience laughs and Leo blushes. “I just don't want to wait,” he tells the pastor. “I want to kiss her always.” “Well, let her do her part and you can get to the kissing,” the pastor tells him with a smile. “Now, Charlotte, repeat after me.”